Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes and said in an unkind tone: "What does the prince mean by this?" ”

Chu Huainan knew that he was out of shape, and remedied: "The county lord of Baoyi was born beautiful, and she couldn't help herself when she was alone, so she wrote her maiden name. ”

Nan Baoyi was very embarrassed.

According to the rules of Shengjing City, during the Qixi Festival, inscribed other people's names on the lanterns means confession, and she was confessed by Chu Huainan in front of her fiancé, and said that it was because of the misunderstanding caused by beauty, which was really embarrassing to her.

"It turned out to be a misunderstanding." Xiao Yi slowly took Chu Huainan's lantern and threw it on the ground, "It's a misunderstanding, just burn it." ”

Chu Huainan stared at the burning and tumbling lanterns on the ground.

The tongue of fire jumped, devouring the name he had inscribed with his own hand.

And he didn't even have the qualifications and courage to be angry.

Xiao Yi is a hot upstart in the court, even if he is the crown prince himself, he doesn't even dare to accuse Xiao Yi of committing crimes and breaking his things.

A gloom swept through the depths of his eyes.

When he raised his head again, he still smiled warmly: "Does the prince want to put a lantern for Baoyi?" ”

"Nature."

Xiao Yi asked the shopkeeper for a pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and on the lotus lamp he bought, he inscribed the three lines of "Nan Jiaojiao" on the back of the paper.

Nan Baoyi leaned over and watched.

Xiao Yi bent his fingers and knocked on her head, and laughed: "Get so close, beware of being burned by the lantern core." ”

"I'm not a child, so I won't be so careless!"

The girl held a lantern in one hand and a skirt in the other, and ran to the lake.

Xiao Yi followed behind her, looking extremely guarded.

Chu Huainan's hands hanging in his big sleeves couldn't help but tighten, and the ink in his eyes became thicker.

Song Rou grabbed his arm: "Why does Your Highness like a girl who has a marriage contract?" ”

Chu Huainan was silent.

At first, the bookstore in Jinguancheng met and was just a little curious about her.

Later, in the Scripture Pavilion of the Shengjing Palace, he remembered that when she pushed the door and came, the white lanterns in the palace were swaggering behind her, and he also remembered that she was holding the dragon whisker cake and whispering to comfort his tenderness.

After a long time, he said: "Where love goes." ”

Where is love......

Song Rou slowly let go of the hand that was holding the crook of his arm.

"Your Highness has never been emotionally attached to me." She touched her cheek: "But the person who has accompanied His Highness all these years is clearly me." If I am as beautiful as Lord Baoyi, will His Highness also be emotionally attracted to me? ”

She came from an excellent background and was an excellent reader.

But he gave birth to an ordinary appearance.

Maybe in the eyes of those noble ladies, it is a good thing that the daughter-in-law has an ordinary appearance and does not like to show off her flowers, but where can the young man take care of those, the first thing they see is always the beauty in the crowd, not the daughter of the prime minister who has poetry and books.

The inferiority complex spread deep in her heart, almost engulfing her whole person.

Chu Huainan is colorful: "You are very good." ”

Of course, he admires beauty, but what he appreciates more is the character of women.

Song Rou and his childhood sweetheart, he regarded her as his sister, and he couldn't throb at all, but Nan Baoyi was different, Nan Baoyi stood in front of him as a woman, but this woman happened to meet all his aesthetic standards for women.

It's normal to be in love.

Song Rou was silent for a long time, and then said: "You can't compete with the prince of King Jing." ”

She had encouraged Lone to be brave. Lone has been timid all these years, and he has no majesty. Lone thinks, whether it is the throne or a woman, Lone can try to chase it. Come to think of it, she also admires brave men more. ”

Chu Huainan looked at Nan Baoyi's back from afar, and the corners of his eyebrows and eyes were gentle.

Song Rou closed her eyes.

The hands in the sleeves pierced the flesh deeply.

The heart, sore and painful, seemed to drip blood.

Lakefront.

The lantern inscribed with the words "Nan Jiaojiao" was put into the lake by Xiao Yi and floated away from the water.

The lanterns reflect a glassy light and shadow on the surface of the water, and as they reach the middle of the lake, they are picked up from the water by a bony hand.

The man sitting lazily on the side of the ship wore a navy blue eunuch brocade robe.

He stared at the handwriting on the lotus lantern and couldn't help but mockingly hook his lips.

"Tonight's Tanabata, can adults inscribe lanterns?"

A charming voice came from behind.

The girl in the pomegranate red gauze skirt leaned on the side of the fan of the painting boat in a charming manner, her slender white fingers supported a fire butterfly flapping her wings, and her slightly curly and lengthy sandalwood hair was spread around her waist like green silk.

Gu Chongshan played with the lotus lantern and didn't pay attention to her.

Mrs. Pomegranate was a courtesan who wandered in the court of the Northern Wei Dynasty, and only came to Shengjing City secretly at the beginning of the year to prepare for the secrets of South Vietnam.

He remembered that Nan Baoyi had asked Mrs. Pomegranate about it.

Even Xiao Yi didn't know about the existence, why did she know?

"Your family is a witch clan famous for divination and illusion." He stared at the girl coldly, "On the night of the Shangyuan Festival, you used illusion to tempt Nan Baoyi in the palace alley and let her go to the deep palace ice cellar. Pomegranate, you know her secret, don't you? ”

Nanbao lives in Jinguancheng, but he is well versed in the structure and rules of the West Factory.

Even, there are always some secrets.

He had a vague guess in his mind, but he felt it was very absurd.

The girl chuckled lowly.

The butterflies fluttered at her fingertips, their beautiful wings shaking off the sparkling light and turning to ashes when they touched the girl's shirt.

She tilted her head: "Do you believe in changing your life against the sky?" ”

Gu Chongshan's eyes narrowed.

The girl played with the fire butterfly, as if whispering: "That year, someone died in the deep palace ice cellar. They were furious, and the world was in flames, and the nations were forced to get involved in the chaos. It was useless for them to seek Buddha, so thousands of Buddhist temples collapsed in the war, and countless monks were forced to go to the battlefield and become cannon fodder. The nations are starving and dying, complaining, and changing their children to eat......

"Later, some people buried the fortunes of the country for three hundred years, and some people gambled on the throne of the emperor for thousands of years, just to exchange for a glimmer of life for that woman."

The girl laughed slowly, laughing so hard that tears came out of her eyes.

She looked at Gu Chongshan with red eyes: "Guess who is the woman who died in the ice cellar, and who are those two fools who set off the war and sacrificed the fortune of the country and the throne?" ”

The sound of the pipa on the painting boat gradually faded in the dark night.

The truth from a distant past life crept to the surface from the depths of the dark lake, cold and cruel.

……

After Tanabata.

Because of Nan Baozhu and Jin Min, the Nan family and the Jin family fought in full swing.

All the livelihood done by the Nanjia Money Bank, such as passbooks and insurance, the Jin family is bound to be involved.

However, the cash of Jinsheng Qian Zhuang was not sufficient, coupled with the lack of experience, two months later, the people took the passbook to the door to withdraw the silver, and the money village could not redeem the silver.

At this time, the people everywhere panicked, for fear that they would never be able to withdraw the money they had saved, so they came to the door one after another to ask for exchange for cash.

Jinsheng Qian Zhuang was already having a difficult turnover, and because of such a trouble, cash silver was even more scarce.

The people were furious, and even openly rushed into the money village to rob antique calligraphy and paintings, threatening to pay off debts with things!

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Today, I discussed the character drawings of the second brother, Jiaojiao and Gu Chongshan with the painter, and I couldn't write enough three chapters, but everyone will soon be able to see the beautiful pictures

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